When I was growing up, home wasn't so much a single place since we moved around so much. Home was the feelings of joy I felt when I was with the people I loved. That was particularly true when our children were small. Now that the children have left home and extended family live far away, times when we can be together are brief.

In the life yet to be, home will be all it was meant to be. It will be beyond amazing.

Do you have a favorite memory of home?

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